Hiddy-Diddy! Hiddy-diddy!—
Ten small chicks and one old biddy!
“Cluck!” says Biddy, “cluck, cluck, cluck!”
“Scratch as I do!—try your luck!”
How the chickens, one and all,
Crowd around her at her call!
One chick, missing, peeps to say:
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!—I’ve lost my way!”
Shrill and shriller, comes the sound!
“Chirp! chirp! chirp!—I shall be drowned!”
Biddy clucks, and bustles quick,—
“Where, oh, where’s my little chick?”
Mister Rooster bustles, too,
Screaming “Cock-a-doodle-doo!
Biddy, I just chanced to look,
And saw your bantling in the brook!”
“Gob!” shrieks Turkey, “gob, gob, gobble!
Mrs. Hen, you’re in a hobble!
Why don’t some one stir about,
And help your little chicken out?”
“Moo!” roars Sukey, “moo, moo, moo!
What is there that I can do?”
“Uff!” grunts Piggy, “uff, uff, uff!
Say you’re sorry, that’s enough.”
“Quack!” says Ducky, “quack, quack, quack!
I have brought your chicken back!”
“Oh!” says Biddy, “cluck, cluck, cluck!
Thank you!—thank you! Mrs. Duck!”